Brooklyn Johnston Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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Written by Maria Beuthien Johnston · Yes and “player.” Also I'm interested how “whore” took over as a main slur compared to “slut.

I love to wander by the little-known Clover Park. It’s by the river—Mississippi maybe? Nah, just kidding, it’s our own tiny gem along the Blythe Brook. Friends never talk about it, but its old oak in the center? Pure meditation. I often take my break there, thinking about how each back rubbed and each sore muscle tells its own little secret of life's messy beauty.

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